Kamen Rider Date A Live

Just as Lelouch and Ribal were leaving, a giant screen embedded in a building across the street was broadcasting information about the terrorists in Area 11. Then the screen jumped, and the Governor of Area 11—Clover—appeared on the screen and began his speech.

"Fellow subjects of the Empire..." Upon seeing this person, Lelouch's eyes instantly narrowed into a dangerous arc.

"...Of course! And the majority of the residents of Area 11 who cooperate with us!" A red-haired girl dressed like a porter, looking at Clovis on a small monitor inside the car, said fiercely.

"I'm not some resident of Area 11! I'm Japanese!" Of course, no one except her companions could hear her.

"Do you understand? My heart is torn in two! Divided into sorrow and anger! But! As someone from Area 11, I will never yield to terrorism! Why? Because this is a war for justice! A war to protect the happiness of all! Come, everyone, let us pay our respects to the eight martyrs who sacrificed their lives for justice."

Lelouch scoffed at Clovis's words, because he knew that no matter what you say, the dead can't come back. This kind of talk was just self-satisfaction! And... for this world that was like a body sinking in mud, this was all there was to it.

Then, as Libar raced along on his motorcycle, the two raced toward the academy in order to make it to the next class.

On the other hand, one wonders what those who were observing the moment of silence would think if they knew that Clovis was enjoying a banquet before giving these words.

Of course, this doesn't mean that all intellectuals are indifferent. One media person with blond hair and a ponytail who was present gave a disdainful reply, though his voice was very soft, just loud enough for him to hear.

"This level of governance... um, military personnel?"

Seeing the soldier rush up to Clovis and deliver some information that prompted Knightmare to mobilize, the man couldn't help but smile.

(Looks like there's some pretty explosive inside information...)

———Open for a while———

"Whoa! What's going on?!"

Seeing a large truck suddenly appear behind him, Libbar frantically shouted. The person in the truck seemed very anxious, swerving the steering wheel to the left and heading towards the left-turn lane. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to notice that the left lane was already closed, so…

boom!

The truck lost control and crashed into an unfinished construction site. Lelouch and Ribal got off their motorcycles and stood on the overpass, looking down at the motionless truck.

"What was that?" Taking off his glasses, Lelouch looked at the humanoid figure of light that seemed to flash above the truck and murmured in confusion.

Hey! Over here! Over here!

"Wow! That's terrible!"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

"You're such an idiot!"

A crowd gathered to watch the commotion, some even taking photos with their phones, but no one called the police or offered to help the truck. Seeing this, Lelouch clenched his fists.

"Hmph, everyone's like that." Lelouch tossed his helmet and glasses to the motorcycle and ran towards the truck.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Libar tried to call out to Lelouch, but Lelouch ignored him and ran straight toward the truck.

"Damn it, I did the right thing..." Rival could only complain as he pushed the cart.

But the passersby became even more excited when they saw Lelouch's actions. Instead of offering any help, they took out their phones to record the scene!

"Hey! Are you alright?" Lelouch tried to open the car door, but it was blocked by the building. Left with no other option, he climbed onto the roof of the truck using a ladder.

"Hey! Can't you hear me...?" Suddenly, as if something invisible had entered Lelouch's mind, a strange female voice rang out in his head.

'Found it, mine…'

But then it stopped abruptly, as if something had snapped it off. Lelouch was stunned for a moment, and then, just as he was trying to find the source of the sound, the truck suddenly reversed wildly. Caught off guard by the inertia, Lelouch fell into the truck bed, where his plate armor had been torn off due to the impact.

"Hey! Stop the car! I'm still inside!!"

But Lelouch's voice was completely ignored. The truck continued to speed at an abnormal speed, and like a drunken strongman, it swerved left and right, causing the unprepared Lelouch to fall several times.

"Seriously, at least install a ladder in the carriage."

Leaning against something resembling an astronaut's return capsule to steady himself, Lelouch grumbled as three extremely advanced-looking helicopters appeared above the truck.

"Listen up, you people inside! Stop the car and surrender immediately, or we might spare your lives!"

The sound coming from the helicopter startled Lelouch for a moment, but he instantly understood the current situation.

One of the helicopters in the middle opened fire! The truck began to drift left and right to avoid the bullets. Just as the helicopter opened fire, Lelouch grabbed onto something beside him to prevent himself from being thrown off.

"Damn it! Watch your gun!"

Meanwhile, the helicopter in the middle was filled with regret. The intelligence from above indicated that the truck was carrying newly developed poison gas! If it were accidentally shot through, it would be meeting its maker! At the same time, the truck carrying the "poison gas" entered the tunnel.

"I... um?"

Suddenly, the large door connecting the front of the train opened, and a red-haired girl dressed like a boy stepped out. She took off her mover's jacket, along with a walkie-talkie hidden inside, and headed towards the driver's cab opposite.

"Entering the subway via a side path... wouldn't that be torture?!"

As if talking to someone through an earpiece, the girl yelled and entered the cockpit. Lelouch felt a strange sense of familiarity towards this tomboyish girl.

'That woman…'

The tomboyish girl piloted an old model Glasgow (a two-story-tall red humanoid mech) and shot down two helicopters, but was driven away by Sutherland (a two-story-tall purple humanoid mech) who arrived shortly after.

Unfortunately, although the only difference between the two in appearance is the color, the actual difference is unavoidable!

Lelouch, hiding among a pile of clutter, began to quietly consider his current situation, while also taking out his phone to check the signal problem.

"Tch! No cell phone signal... Well, judging from the dim lighting and road conditions, it's definitely on the old subway. The destination is a civilian area. Going out would be dangerous, but..."

"We can only rely on the military's protection if we give the terrorists' communication devices as a gift..."

Lelouch picked up the walkie-talkie that the tomboy girl had left in the mover's coat and began to make plans.

The day of the birth of the two rebellious 'Demon Kings' (2)

In another place

"Aha!~"

A man dressed in a white research uniform, wearing glasses, and with light purple hair, was giving a strange look to a fat, bald man in a Britannian high-ranking military uniform. Strangely, despite the man being thin and harmless, the fat, bald man still broke out in a cold sweat under the man's mocking gaze and tone.

"How...how did you know?"

"Huh? Did I guess right?" Upon hearing the man's words, the fat, bald man was first stunned, then his face turned red, realizing he had been tricked.

"You! You bastard!!"

"That went too far." The man straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, and spoke clearly and logically.

"General, something you and Prince Clovis secretly hid was stolen by terrorists. Although it's easy to get it back, they also want to eliminate their accomplices. By tracking the terrorists, we can find out where their headquarters is... Congratulations!! Your reasoning is absolutely correct!"

At this point, the man suddenly shouted excitedly, then stepped aside, allowing the bald man to see the person behind him.

"Um, no, I just feel like something's off about this..."

This was a beautiful woman with purplish-blue hair, wearing a yellow assistant's uniform. However, she became extremely reserved when facing the bald man's gaze.

"Enough! But what do you mean by asking me to take you with me?" The bald general finally couldn't help but interrupt their conversation, speaking to the bespectacled man in front of him.

"So, I just wanted to help you with the spring cleaning!"

"Help?" The bald general was taken aback.

“Yes, I want the information,” the woman continued, following the man’s words.

"What exactly was that thing that was stolen?"

"Hmm..." The bald general's eyebrows twitched a few times, but he still spoke helplessly.

"Chemical weapons, that is to say...poison gas."

"oh?!"

The bespectacled, odd-sounding man uttered a tone that sounded like, "Is that really so?" while the gentle female assistant covered her mouth in disbelief.

"I see! I understand now, so I'll take my leave!"

Having said that, the strange man beckoned to his gentle female assistant and left. Behind them, a bead of cold sweat slowly trickled down the bald general's forehead.

"What...is this guy up to now?"

"Mr. Lloyd, do you really believe..." On the way back to the dispatched vehicle, the gentle female assistant, Cecil, couldn't help but ask the strange-looking man beside her.

"Heh! Since the general has already said it's poison gas, then let's just treat it like poison gas, shall we? Besides, even if it is poison gas, what does it have to do with me? My only goal is to find someone who can pilot it, huh? Gatack!"

"You seem to be talking too much. Should I cut your mouth off?"

A palm-sized mechanical stag beetle emerged from Lloyd's pocket and, to Cecil's unsurprised reaction, spoke to Lloyd in a languid, mature voice.

Sitting in the back of the truck, Lelouch held the terrorist's walkie-talkie, constantly thinking about his next move.

Suddenly, the truck shook violently, its tires spinning wildly and rubbing against the ground, emitting a burnt smell. But no matter what it did, the truck couldn't move because the front wheels were stuck in a collapsed section of the road ahead.

At the same time, with this violent shaking, several electric currents suddenly flashed across a cylindrical object used for fixing the spacecraft's return capsule inside the carriage.

"An accident?! Or..." Lelouch was somewhat doubtful, but a moment later, the carriage door suddenly opened!

Seeing the truck door open, Lelouch nimbly jumped to the side. If there was a soldier outside with a gun sniping at him, going out would just be suicide. So he waited for 3 or 4 seconds before cautiously peeking out the door.

In this dimly lit underground environment, Lelouch couldn't see much further. About 100 meters away from the truck, a soldier in full combat gear spotted the stuck truck. His night vision goggles also magnified the scene beyond that distance, including Lelouch peeking out from beside the door.

"Hmm, looks like nobody's around. Maybe I should climb up here now..."

Just as Lelouch was about to climb onto the spaceship's return capsule and wait for the Britannian soldiers to search for him, the soldier attacked him with a whirlwind kick, as if a hundred meters was nothing!

boom!

A strong jolt came from where Lelouch's body met the soldier's leg, and he was kicked to the back of the carriage. Struggling to lift his head, he saw the soldier.

"Britanian army? Ugh!" A foot stomped heavily on Lelouch's chest, causing him to choke.

"Stop killing!"

At that moment, the soldier who had been pressing down on Lelouch's chest bent down, removed the respirator from his mouth, and said,

"Wait! I am..." Lelouch tried to identify himself, but the soldier interrupted him.

"And they even used poison gas!"

"Huh?!" Lelouch raised his body slightly in surprise, but was immediately pushed back down by the soldier with even greater force.

"Don't play dumb!"

"Checked in (so)!!—"

At this moment, Lelouch finally found his opportunity and kicked the soldier away. Of course, the soldier only slightly adjusted his body during the kick, then landed perfectly, assuming a defensive stance against the getting-up Lelouch.

"Anyway, this poison gas was made by Britannia, wasn't it..."

"You are..." The soldier murmured to himself, as if seeing something familiar, as he looked at Lelouch who had fully stood up.